...as well as everything else.
We need eggs and a whole FUCKBUNCH of other stuff, but I had a little set aside that should cover it. Theoretically, all will be well and I know the cheapest source of whatever so I'm technically okay.
Beloved and Adorable are still looking for gainful employ and I need to see what I can do for Miss Chaos about restoring her MyGov account so she can get Disability. Last I checked on Mayhem, he was Pending Approval.
With luck and good fortune, we will get through the crisis time intact.
...but this morning my Beloved put forward a request that threw me for an absolute LOOP. Not just plans for next year, but expensive plans for next year and I'm just like:
"I earned thirteen cents yesterday."
Maybe the ducks should be in a row before you think about those things, babe.
As for my plns: I'm going on the extended Leyland's Tour today, then sitting down, turning on the binaural beats, and locking the fuck in because there is a LOT to write today.
Promptcast, Archive, flash fiction, and I've almost finished a chapter in ADT. The temptation to knock that off is STRONG.
Story whenever I can wrangle that thing onto online space.